when they laid poor jimmy out he had
three coins in his pocket
two pictures in his wallet
one ring on his finger

the coroner clanked them all into a pan
swished the blood from his hands and
dialed the family’s number but

before they could catch the late
bus downtown it was
closing time at the morgue:
even morticians need time at
home (though the
dead are left alone)

at night so jimmy’s
family had to wait to
say goodbye

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